Sunday, February 18, 2018

Broken Night Light





Nick at Nite, flick tha light, broken night light
lights all off - at the tick of midnight
right or wrong - I writin' this sit-tight
Gonna sound tight like a fine chick in thin tights

Tight as a band-aid stuck by her man's ways
cheated on her diet, I gave her the mayonnaise
He couldn't afford it, so I took her to Pompey
tried to keep it friendly, but we laid down long-ways

Song came and went like a thong on a windy tent
airing out the laundry that was what I really meant
Cozy on my chest, gotta get her off my chest like
them bad habits where they lay to rest

Lights back on we surely did sin
Jehovah witnessed that bdsm
baby im skittles the sweeter eminem...

the sweeter eminem....

he woulda bruised you above the chin...

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